Week 9.

[trustharder]

WEEK 9 For the first time since your stay in the Vault began, no one died this week. That doesn't mean there weren't casualties among you, however – namely, trust, interpersonal relationships, and comfort in the group dynamic as a whole. Hopefully no one else pays the price for it. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. You're safe for now – unless your dreams have told you otherwise... SURVIVORS REMAINING: 10

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week nine of Trustfell! Save your threads for coins; don't forget to submit your memory regains! There is no activity check this week!

THE FINAL INVESTIGATION BEGINS ON THURSDAY!
THIS IS THE LAST WEEK TO REDEEM COINS!
The text and calling posts are still active, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]

Comments

[captainobnoxious]

[Well, you're getting a rather quick response.]

no, that's different
you're supposed to feel bad when people die
but they chose to do what they did and nothing anyone could've done or said would've stopped them, i think
so you shouldn't feel bad about that part
you just pick up and move on and think of ways to make the people still alive not want to do that
try to make what you have worth not dying over
that's what i think

[Whether it's because she wants to distance herself from thinking about what ifs or not is the question of the day.]

[trustharder]

[Some more of those idle swirls for a moment.]

EVEN BAD PEOPLE, OR UNSTOPPABLE PEOPLE, DESERVE TO HAVE PEOPLE WHO MISS THEM WHEN THEY'RE GONE.
SOMETIMES PEOPLE CAN'T JUST PICK UP AND MOVE ON.

[captainobnoxious]

[...]

i know the first part
like we talked earlier
i still miss mettaton and misa a lot, but i know that nothing i could've done would've changed what happened

[It's unfair to try and explain this. For her. She can't word it right, and then she trips over herself.]

i think i'll just keep it to that i don't like the quietness they have
but at the same time, i know that having an actual party of us being still alive wouldn't be something anyone would want
it's hard to put into words

[trustharder]

[...]

SORRY.
IT'S JUST THAT I COULDN'T "JUST PICK UP AND MOVE ON" AFTER SOMEONE I LOVED DIED.
THAT'S WHY I'M HERE.

[captainobnoxious]

i'm guilty too
after mettaton died i [...] avoided everyone and hid away in the storage room here
i didn't want to be leader anymore
there's a reason outside of me messing up for that
i'm sorry for saying it like that though
it isn't like i've moved on either

[trustharder]

IT'S OKAY.

[Flowers! Although, uh.]

WHY THE STORAGE ROOM?

[captainobnoxious]

no one goes in there
it's a nice and quiet spot
and it's not that big

[trustharder]

OH. THAT MAKES SENSE.

[Have some more stars.]

I SHOULD PROBABLY GO. BUT I CAN COME BACK AND TALK WHENEVER YOU WANT.

[captainobnoxious]

i'd like that
next time i'll have something fun to talk about, maybe
instead of all this sad stuff

[trustharder]

I DON'T MIND THE SAD STUFF EITHER.
FUN STUFF WOULD BE GOOD, THOUGH.
EITHER WAY I WILL LOOK FORWARD TO IT!

[captainobnoxious]

[She'll draw some flowers and stars for Glory!!! A nice good bye.

And then she'll step away, going to Black instead and... hanging off him, good lord her hand is killing her, actually, and she's still got a mind to write a letter to Mettaton. There's a lot to say and no time to say it anymore.]

Let's get a drink. After that, I'd really, really like one.